Gay Erotic Stories

I arrive late, just a little, and park my motorcycle by the entrance. The doorman sees me and smiles as I reach into my tight black leather jacket and pull out my invitation. “Go right in sir! And, have a good time!” he smiles again as he hands me a key and a piece of tape. I think how incredibly sexy he looks in his high, glossy riding boots, leather jodhpurs and body harness.

“Someday” I think to myself. “Someday, I’m going to fill his tight ass with enough cock to make him choke!” I hurry into the dressing room and my mind shifts to you. I hope you’re at the party and haven’t had an encounter yet. I want to be your first tonight.

I find my locker and slip off my jacket and lycra blouse to reveal the long, tight, tissue thin, black kid gloves encasing my arms to the shoulders and the silver ring piercing my right nipple. The side zippers of my leather bike shorts yield easily from waist to thigh, I fold over the tops of my glossy black thigh boots and finish opening the tights, finally letting them fall to the floor between the long tapered then squared toes of my tall-heeled boots. My leather-ringed cock is free and standing stiffly erect as I pull the tops of my boots back up to my thighs. I pant slightly as I hang my clothes in the locker, then lock it and tape the key to the inside of my right boot. Then, I slip on my black leather domino mask, stand and admire my smooth, hairless, body in the dressing mirror. I am ready! I turn toward the party room. Will you be there?

I step through the door and into the bar letting my eyes adjust to the dim light inside. There are booted and gloved couples and groups engaged in sex all around me. The room smells of leather and sex, hot man-to-man leather sex. I look around hoping to see you, hoping that you are not already involved with someone else. Yes! I see you sitting at the bar on a leather-seated stool. You turn and stretch out your thigh booted legs as I approach you – your boots are glossy, black leather pull-ons with pointed toes, 5” heels and high vamps. Your arms are covered tightly in thin smooth black leather gloves that flare out just below your shoulders; a paste-on black leather eye mask covers your upper face and a chromed steel ring encircles the base of your hard, straight, hairless cock causing your cockhead to flare and your veins to swell and stand out. You rise, fondling your erect member; precum begins to glaze your cockhead as you roll it between gloved fingers. Now you stretch out a gloved hand to me and my normally dominant persona crumbles. I want you - I want to do whatever brings you pleasure!

My gloved hand touches yours and you draw me toward you. We are panting softly as our bodies touch and our open mouths come together. We kiss and your tongue slithers into my mouth while a leather-clad hand slips between my open, booted legs and begins to rub my smooth hairless balls. I am now moaning and writhing against your hand, pushing my rigid cock against your leather encased arm. Reaching down I grasp your swollen shaft and begin to stroke you, feeling you throb with excitement each time my fingers graze your glands. The hand between my legs moves to my shoulder and I feel a downward pressure. I yield and slowly drop to the floor, kneeling before you, kneeling in front of your magnificent, glossy, black, thigh boots.

“Lick them.” You command, “Slide your tongue over my long boots.” I bend forward and my tongue finds the gleaming pointed toe of your left boot, then I work my way up to your instep and around onto your heel counter. Your leather tastes slightly salty and its scent is making me wildly excited. The crush at your ankle is now under my tongue and I trace each glossy wrinkle as I work around and onto the vamp of your boot. Then I move upward to the tight leather on your calves, licking it and making it glossy with my saliva. Finally I move up and over your knee to your thigh. Your cock is now within my reach! But, you push me back down gasping “Both! Do Both!” Now jacking myself I work my way over the same route on the second boot – by the time I reach the top I feel like my cock is going to burst.

Tightly gloved hands grasp my head and draw me upward, pulling my open, gasping mouth onto your drooling cock. “Suck me!” you groan “Eat my fucking cock!” I now taste the saltiness of your precum as I begin to suck your hard prod. My tongue finds your corona and I begin to flick you. You gasp and hump forward pushing your stiff member further into my mouth and down into my throat. I choke slightly just before you draw back – your next thrust goes all the way and I manage to handle it. What ecstasy –for both of us! The head of my cock is against the tight glossy leather encasing your calf. My precum is drooling in what seems to be almost continuous streams making your boot slick as I work my cock against it with my gloved hand.

I can hear you gasping and feel your smooth, hairless body tensing – I know you are about to cum. My own cock, as well, is beginning to twitch in the beginnings of orgasm. I suck you harder and suddenly your whole body shudders, you cry out and I feel the first hot spurts of your jism spew into my mouth. Gasping for breath I draw back from your pulsating, spewing cock with trickles of jizz dribbling from the corners of my mouth. Your juices now spatter my masked face and upper body. I thrust my cock harder against your slick boot and begin to squirm. Stream after stream of creamy semen gush from my jerking cock and wet the shaft of your glossy black boot. I fall back moaning and you drop beside me sliding your gloved hands over my spunk-smeared body and your own cum spattered boot then you raise them and place your wet fingers one at a time to my lips. Panting in subsiding orgasm I softly kiss the juices of our ecstasy from your gloved fingers.